Something breaks
I wake up early the next morning, well I think it's early because my alarm hasn't gone off yet, and I am so cold. I can't remember being this cold in a long, long time. I open my eyes slowly and realise why I'm so cold.
I'm still sitting in the bath, in just underwear and a short sleeve shirt. I sit up slowly and shudder, a twinge of pain shoots through my right thigh and I glance down.
Something in me breaks when I see what I have done. I can hardly believe that I have fallen back on to that bad habit. I haven't cut myself in eight years and the guilt of it washes over me. I'm sickly sticky between my thighs due to the blood drying there.
I strip of my shirt and underpants and turn on the shower. I let the hot water batter my head and scald my skin. After a few moments I pick up my shampoo and turn my back on the faucet, creating a mass of suds in my short hair. I use my nails to massage my scalp and then shove my head under the streaming water.
It burns the top of my head slightly and I reach for the soap. I scrub myself from head to toe, gingerly cleaning around the newest cut.
Climbing out the shower after switching off the water, I towel myself dry before wrapping the towel around my waist and heading to the kitchen for the first aid kit. I patch myself up as I wait for the kettle to boil. My nerves are unravelling at the seams and my heart cramps. How could you? A voice in my head whispers darkly.
I sip my tea as I search for something to wear. Since I'm not going to work, I opt for sweat pants, a baggy shirt and my biggest hoodie. I don't quite understand why I bought it this big, but it's comfortable and it smells like washing detergent.
I walk into the lounge with a sigh and spot my phone half hidden under the couch; I need to crouch, ouch, in order to pick it up. Great, it's dead. I sigh and go plug it in in my room.
"So, what are we going to do today?" I ask out loud and glance around the lounge, the game consul catches my eye and a smile seeps over my lips. "Yes, let's game. 'Cause my brain is in need of a good rotting," I say aloud as I begin to set everything up.
Lastly I pull on my headphones and I fall into the world of dragons and wizards.
A/N
He needs a distraction.
I'm sorry for late update. Been at an event since early this morning and (completely) forgot to update… updates will also be latish for the rest of the week…